A slice of life, the universe and everything… from the sunny Isle of Wight

Nanny Days

” We haven’t had a Nanny Day in aaaaaaagggggeeeeesss” came the plaintive wail from Madam. And she was quite right, we hadn’t. What with Christmas, rehearsals and life just generally getting in the way, I had been most remiss in my Nanny duties. Now Dear Reader, the only problem with remiss is that one has to make amends. Big time! I got supplies in and prepared myself for a full on day……

There were horses involved. The real variety…

It was decided by general consensus that this one was called Bob. No, I don’t know why either but it turned out that he was rather partial to an apple or two.

There was also Daisy the pony…

This apparently (according to her) is the best game EVER and also (according to her) hilarious…..Pops I don’t think was quite so convinced as they trotted up and down the drive being ponies…

Exhausted with horsey antics it was decided (not by me) that cakes were next in the order of the day. I would show you a picture of the blood red icing, the blood red cakes (we’d run out of pink) and the blood red kitchen where spilt blood red food colouring went pretty much everywhere but I’d lost the will to live by then and there is no photographic evidence!

And so we moved on. To puppet making

And some colouring.

Observe the concentration.

The small boy meanwhile had abandoned the womenfolk to watch golf with Pops and make giant Meccano. However the lure of chocolate pudding proved too much.

Again, observe the concentration…Never separate a boy from his chocolate pudding!!

We had such a lovely day which ended with us all flaked on the sofa watching a bit of telly and having cuddles. Nothing earth shattering, nothing expensive, nothing of any great consequence. “I’ve really missed you Nanny” said Madam. And I had really missed them too. We’re having a sleepover next. Do they still sell Valium?

My other venture

An Irish Blessing

May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand.